03/06/2020

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You just keep on talking
No matter the time or the context
Locked away inside of me
The only one able to detect
Is the one stuck with the grey matter brain
The only ones
Who make sense of my screams
Are the voices no one else can hear
An attempt to quiet them is useless
Tried whiskey and vodka and
Every kind of dope
Dimmed them for a moment
And they returned in a matter of days
Stuck inside me forever
But what would that be?
Sedation only made me forget myself
The doctors oh how they tried
Shoving pill after pill down my throat
Walking zombie girl
Talk of the Town
Spit on and laughed at like
I've got the red nose of a clown
Maybe they're my only friends
At least they don't
Look at me like they do
Whispering not so sweet nothings
Into the canal of my ears
Or so I thought
Had floaters for so long
I might as well name them
And maybe
I should name the voices too

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